Julian Astor // 16 // Male // Hades // Julian is tall and lanky, with sharp angles and a quiet intensity. His skin is pale, made to look even more so by his messy, straight black hair that constantly falls into his eyes. His eyes are a very dark brown, often mistaken for black, and are framed by faint, purplish shadows that suggest a chronic lack of sleep. He moves with a silent, deliberate grace that can be unsettling to others. His typical attire consists of worn-out black jeans, old band t-shirts, and a faded denim jacket. // Positive: Incredibly calm in high-stress situations, observant, and unexpectedly empathetic towards those who are suffering. Negative: Withdrawn and guarded, deeply pessimistic, and has a tendency to isolate himself from others. // Shortsword // He is mentally resilient and difficult to intimidate. He has a surprisingly good sense of direction, especially underground. He is also adept at reading people's underlying emotions, particularly their grief or fear. // Holding Grudges // Backstory (see notes) // Geokinesis, Can sense the dead and can speak to them, Umbrakinesis // Pet: Screech Owl
Julian's mother, a passionate historian, died in what was reported as a tragic car crash when he was 14. He spent the next two years in the foster system of New Orleans, a city filled with ghosts he could faintly sense. He was labeled a troubled kid because he kept to himself and would sometimes react to whispers no one else could hear. The truth was, monsters were constantly drawn to his powerful aura. He was finally found by a satyr after he was cornered by a hellhound and instinctively opened a fissure in the pavement to trip it. He has just arrived at Camp Half-Blood and is struggling to accept that his father is the god of the dead, feeling like he's been branded an outcast from day one.
